Lauren: Stories

I've been getting to know to a young woman named Bridget. Things haven't been so good at home and I need an outlet. This sweet, petite girl who has dirty blonde hair and big boobs may be just perfect. We've been talking and going out here and there. Not only do I want to be a supportive friend, but I also may want more. (You want a lover, you want a friend...Baby I can be both of them.) By the way, I'm writing this pretty much as it happens, so I guess this is as much a journal as it is a story.

While on the road, Frank goes to a strip club and comes back to his hotel seriously horny. Against his better judgment, he calls his wife to tell her about it. While on the phone, he gets himself off. But when he gets home, he finds that it wasn't his wife on the phone with him. It was another woman. But who?

Haley's father buys a fancy multi-function remote. He tries to teach his wife to use it, but to no avail. Finally he says he can teach their 15 Y.O. daughter to use it, and if she can use it, his wife should be able to. Upon learning the remote, Haley finds her father's adult channels. She decides to watch one with him, about which he reluctant at first. But, eventually she wins him over.

This is a story of love, and just a few of its countless complexities. And, it's an homage to Chandra. I recently posted it with the title, I Loved the Black Rose, using the names Gisele and Kat for the main characters. In truth, I wrote the story about Chandra and me. I used the other names for my own reasons. I know Chandra always wanted it posted with our real names, and I've reached a place where I can post it that way. This story is my own fantasy, but the feelings are real.

This fantasy is an homage to someone very dear to me. In it I envision a face-to-face meeting in which I try both to rekindle a relationship we once shared, and to help her rid herself of some of the pain of her past. Through an intense sexual encounter of my own design, I fail at both. My hope with this story is to depict my feelings for a most beautiful, complex and fragile creature whom I have loved. The Black Rose.

I wrote this one-chapter story in an attempt to quell my burning libido. Sex has been hard to find for me lately, so I came up with this little fantasy as a result of having two college boys at my house all last week for spring break. I got inspired by a video, dreamed up this scenario, played it out in my mind, had a rocking good orgasm, then wrote it down to share with my friends.

A teen named Lizzie goes to talk to her friend Alexa about a boyfriend, only to find that she's away with her mom. Only her dad is home and Lizzie decides to talk to him. Dad sees what is really causing Lizzie's troubles (she has never had an orgasm) and he helps her out. Lizzie then brings a girlfriend who has the same issue. Then Dad finds out his daughter is in the same boat. Even the mom gets involved in the sexcapades. (First published by me under Lauren Blue Eyes as a one chapter story.)

Manny and his stepfather Stan see an actress on television and comment on how much her breasts resemble Manny's mother's breasts. Stan jokingly suggests that Manny climb into bed with his mother Gloria and take a shot at her boobs. Gloria has a surprising reaction when she finds her breasts being sucked in the middle of the night.

I first posted these few chapters under LaurenMom. They were the first personal fantasies I wrote about as I was having them. They're the musings of a horny mother who begins to seriously think about her son sexually. They're a bit rough compared to my other more fully formed stories.

After the New Year's Eve party that Julia and her husband had hosted, Julia stumbled drunk into the family room where her son Joey was sitting on the couch. Her husband was passed out in another room. Julia convinced Joey to dance with her, but soon the way she felt and smelled overwhelmed him. Joey's hands and lips began to roam over his mother, and in her inebriated state, she lacked the judgment needed to stop him.